Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Dead Can't Testify, artist - Billy Talent. Album song Billy Talent III, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 29.06.2009
Record label: Warner Music Canada
Song language: English
The Dead Can't Testify |
Let the rain fall down, let it fall to the ground, |
Let the rain fall down to the ground. |
And the birds don"t sing, no they don"t make a sound, |
When you"re six feet underground. |
Well they cast me out when the word spread around |
That I never sang in the church. |
And it took one night for the town to decide |
I"m afflicted by the curse. |
And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground. |
And the birds don"t sing, no they don"t make a sound. |
So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why, |
Do they all get to live, and I have to die? |
So they marched me down to the center of town, |
With their pitchforks high in the air. |
I was chained and bound with a blindfold around |
So the judge wouldn"t catch my stare. |
And they hung my soul from the gallows pole |
But the witch they never found. |
So to those who don"t fit society"s mold, |
Learn to swim or you will drown. |
And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground. |
And the birds don"t sing, no they don"t make a sound. |
So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why, |
Do they all get to live, and I have to die? |
And the angels sing: let it shine, let it s hine, |
Dry the teardrops from my eyes. |
And the bells will ring when the blind lead the blind, |
«Cause the dead can"t testify. |
And because I can"t take an eye for an eye, |
In the afterlife I"ll haunt you «till you die! |
And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground |
(Let teardrops hit the ground!) |
And the birds don"t sing, no they don"t make a sound |
(When you"re six feet underground!) |
So I look to the sky, tell me why, tell me why, |
Do they all get to live, and I have to die? |
And the angels sing: let it shine, let it shine, |
Dry the teardrops from my eyes. |
And the bells will ring when the blind lead the blind, |
«Cause the dead can"t testify. |
And because I can"t take an eye for an eye, |
In the afterlife I"ll haunt you «till you die! |
And the angels sing: let it shine, let it shine, |
Dry the teardrops from my eyes. |
And the bells will ring when the blind lead the blind, |
«Cause the dead can"t testify. |
And because I can"t take an eye for an eye, |
In the afterlife I"ll haunt you «till you die! |